"Daoyi! Qilin clan!" Yang Sanyang looked at the golden sticker in his hand, and a murderous intent appeared in his eyes: "Maybe I should mobilize the power of the three Dharma figures first to break the chaotic barrier."

After thinking about it, he decided to go to the Qilin clan first to determine the life and death of Daoyuan!

He actually knew that Daoyuan was dead, but he was still deceived and couldn't believe it.

In endless time and space, in the long river of destiny and the long river of time, the energy belonging to the Taoist fate is constantly dissipating, and the mark of the Taoist fate has been constantly fading between heaven and earth, and has begun to be erased by time and time.

But he was unwilling to give up!

Just like an ordinary person who suddenly heard the death of his relatives, he could not believe it when he heard this news! He was unwilling to believe it!

Even though I knew that passing may be true, my subconscious mind kept denying it in order to protect myself.

Outside the Qilin clan

Yang Sanyang descended from the escape light and looked at the Qilin Cliff in the distance with a complicated expression. The Qilin Cliff was shrouded in clouds and mist, and he could sense a familiar aura.

"I don't know where the fellow Taoist is visiting." A Qilin clan monk came forward.

Coincidentally, the Qilin Cliff guarding the Qilin Cliff is still the Qilin Clan monk who has been persuaded to leave for 48,000 years.

"I'm here for the letter!" Yang Sanyang's face was cold, and a golden light flew out from his hand and flew towards the Qilin clan cultivator opposite.

The Qilin clan monk took the prayer letter and then looked at Yang Sanyang up and down: "It actually represents the prayer letter of the gods. You will go and spread it here later."

The Qilin Clan monk hurriedly towards the Qilin Cliff. Halfway through the way, he was knocking Daoyi carrying his hands on his back and walked down from the Qilin Cliff with a gloomy face. Looking at the panicked Qilin Cliff monk, he couldn't help but look dark and scolded: "Why are you so in a hurry?"

Hearing this, the monk quickly stopped: "Reporting to the young master, it was the messenger from Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai. He said that he was representing the gods and came to ask for the corpse of Daoyuan. I saw that the seals of the God of Time and the God of Space were not fake, so I rushed to Tongbing."

"The envoy of Fangcunshan of Lingtai?" Daoyi was stunned when he heard this: "Give me a message!"

The monk did not dare to disobey, so he could only hand over the prayer letter respectfully.

Daoyi looked at the prayer in his hand with a gloomy face, and lowered his voice and said, "Is the disciple from Fangcun Mountain?"

The monk shook his head: "The villain is not familiar with the monks in Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai, so he doesn't know this person."

"Will someone come at this time be a child or a Taoist priest?" Dao Yi's thoughts turned around. When he opened the golden sticker, there were at least dozens of marks of honorable gods on it, and even the God of Time and the God of Space left them.

"But the boy is dressed up?" Daoyi's thoughts circulated: "At this time, the only one who stayed by the old guy's side is probably the only one who stayed with the old guy."

"The other party was wearing a soap robe, with a white face, a jade crown on his head, looking as gentle as jade, extremely harmonious, and seemed to be integrated with this vast world. It must be not a boy, but as for whether it was a Taoist priest, the villain was not sure!" the monk whispered.

"Baoshi! Tong Bing never asked the other party's background before! I am a disciple of Fangcunshan, Lingtai. Since I am an acquaintance, I can leave this matter to me!" Daoyi's eyes were cold and he walked out the door first.

When I walked outside the door, I looked at the figure in a soap robe. The jade crown on my head was bound by a gold and silver jade hairpin. This person had an ordinary face, but his facial features were harmonious and exquisite. At first glance, he only felt ordinary, just like a scenery of mountains, rivers and rivers. But if I looked closely, I felt that it contained creation and was bred with infinite mystery.

In a trance, I felt a little familiar, but I couldn't think of when this person would be there in the mountain gate. I had been in the square mountain of Lingtai for 100,000 years, but I had no impression of the person in front of me.

This person seems to be united by nature and nature, and is integrated with the entire world and universe. What a profound Taoist practice!

"Young Master, this person has attained the position of the Immortal Fruit, which is extraordinary!" the guard whispered.

"Celestial Immortal? The celestial Immortal has such a strange phenomenon. I think it's not an ordinary person. I must have great supernatural powers!" Daoyi's thoughts turned and he bowed to Yang Sanyang: "Young brother looks familiar, but you haven't asked for the name of this junior brother yet? Daoyi, who was practicing hard in the mountain gate for 100,000 years, actually had no impression of the junior brother."

"Oh? You traitor, aren't you a traitor? You deserve to be called a disciple of Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai?" Yang Sanyang smiled coldly: "Your Excellency, this junior brother, is not worthy of your name! You are not worthy of asking me about my name. A mere traitor, a person who betrays his traitor, is worthy of knowing my name? I am here today, representing the gods, and only ask you where the corpse of Daoyuan is? I am dead!"

When he said the four words "Daoyuan Corpse", Yang Sanyang's body trembled, and his palms couldn't help but start to tremble slightly, but his palms were huddled in his sleeves and were not noticed by outsiders.

"Ha, my son is crazy!" Daoyi's expression suddenly became gloomy when he heard this, and his eyes were filled with coldness. He thought that this person represented the will of the gods, but he was also worried. His murderous intent was flowing in his eyes. He forced himself to hold back his anger and said, "Daoyuan's corpse? That slut is just a mere lower-class Bailing clan. What's the use of my Qilin clan? If you want Daoyuan's corpse, you should go to the Phoenix clan."

"That slut has died in the great disaster. You're too late! The soldiers are in chaos in the great disaster. Who is in the mood to worry about a mere lark?" Daoyi shook his head.

Although he was angry, he told the truth at least halfway!

The innate bloodline is really not worth the money for the Qilin clan!

Moreover, the Bailing clan is just an ordinary small race that even the Golden Immortals do not have. There are countless such small races, Phoenix clans, and even if the races are completely destroyed, no one will know.

"I'm really going to hide it from you. Don't talk about your Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, even I'm looking for that slut. That bitch stole my Dingfeng Pill and asked me to eat and shave in front of my father, and I fell into an incompetent impression. I wish I could whip the corpse and let him die without a place to bury him! If you find that bitch, remember to inform me that the Dingfeng Pill of my Qilin clan must be recovered!" Daoyi stared at him slowly, his words full of provocation.

Although he was afraid of the gods, he was just afraid of it! Now it is the world of three tribes. The three tribes just don’t want to conflict with the gods, and they are not afraid of the gods.

If you are really afraid of the gods, how could you attack Lingtai Fangcunshan?

"Haha, as the saying goes, a couple has a hundred days of kindness, and you have a hundred years of love with Daoyuan for 100,000 years. Daoyuan is heart-wrenching for you. Even the treasure you put in the Dharma image is Daoyuan sacrificed his own opportunity to fulfill you. Do you really have no thoughts or any kindness?" Yang Sanyang stared at him with his eyes: "What's more, I heard from people that Dingfeng Dan is the treasure of Dao Fruit. When did it become the treasure of your Qilin clan?"

"Dao Fruit? Who is the Dao Fruit? That Dingfeng Pill was picked up on the battlefield. I don't know the Dao Fruit you mentioned!" Dao Yi smiled coldly.

As he was talking, he heard the fragrance wind from afar, and a graceful figure slowly walked up: "Husband, why are you here? Lin's mother gave birth to a child today, so you should have been waiting, why are you still delaying your time here?"

Princess Yinfeng walked from afar, with a hint of surprise in her eyes: "Who is this?"

"You are just right here. This person is looking for Daoyuan. That Daoyuan is your Phoenix Clan monk. Come and explain it to him." Daoyi said slowly.

"Who is looking for Daoyuan? That bitch Daoyuan stole Dingfeng Pill. Since this person is looking for Daoyuan, he must be a Daoyuan accomplice. Why not take him down and ask about the whereabouts of Dingfeng Pill? Maybe this person has Dingfeng Pill on his body!" A cold light flashed in Princess Silver Phoenix's phoenix eyes.

"Don't do anything wrong. This person has a prayer letter from the gods, which represents the great trend of the gods. Even if we want to investigate the whereabouts of Dingfeng Dan, we still need to wait for a while. You will send this person first. Today, Lin Mother gave birth to a son, so time cannot be delayed!" Daoyi smiled coldly: "Send someone to secretly follow him later. I will definitely find Dingfeng Dan back, so that the father will look at me with admiration and restore my image in the heart of the father."

Princess Yinfeng's eyes moved when she heard this: "My brother Peacock is visiting Qilin Cliff, so I can trouble him to leave this matter."

"He?... Peacock Taoist Brother is already a powerful Taiyi, and it is a bit useless to deal with this person. Just leave this matter to me, so there is no need for a beloved concubine to intervene!" Daoyi's heart moved. He must not agree to this matter, otherwise whether the treasure fell into the Phoenix Clan or the Qilin Clan is a bit of a word.

He was extremely afraid of his cheap brother-in-law.

"Are you looking for Daoyuan?" Princess Yinfeng looked at Yang Sanyang. The two of them had long talk before, but they only had a few words.

"Princess Yinfeng, I have long admired you! Can the princess know the whereabouts of my fellow disciples?" Yang Sanyang looked at Princess Yinfeng.

"I really know that she is dead!" Princess Yinfeng said with a smile.

"Since you know, then please trouble the princess to hand over my senior sister's body!" Yang Sanyang couldn't help but tremble, his brain was a little dizzy, and he kept saying to himself in his heart: "Die! It's true that he is dead!"

Princess Yinfeng smiled and said, "You don't know how chaotic the three tribes were fighting at that time. Your senior sister and the entire Bailing clan had been erased. Most of the Bailing clan's cultivators were swallowed by the Eighth Prince. If you want to find your senior sister's body, it's better to go to the East China Sea to find the Eighth Prince. If you can find it in the Eighth Prince's belly and not digest it, it would be a blessing."

"What!!!" Yang Sanyang felt like he was struck by lightning when he heard this, his eyes were full of disbelief: "You said my senior sister was swallowed?"

"Is there anything worth making a fuss? Isn't it normal for predators to eat meat after killing prey?" Princess Yinfeng looked at him in a fuss: "You go to the East China Sea to ask."

After saying that, he stopped Daoyi's arm: "Husband, let's go quickly, so that the father will scold you again later!"
Chapter completed!